Miss The Last Train
I was supposed to have a meeting, but it was canceled. Before 4pm, I went to Zaandam to meet an artist friend. We went to a bar then we ordered beer, wine, and betterballen. We moved to another bar then continued drinking until around midnight. I talked about the depreciation of JPY and Bitcoin. We said good bye at the station, but I took an incorrect train. I lost the way to come back home so I had to stay in a hostel. The hostel was uncomfortable. Other customers’ snoring was noisy. In the end, I only had five or six bitterballen for the entire day. I fell asleep around 2am.
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- Miss The Last Train I was suppose to have a meeting but it was canceled. Before 4pm, I went to Zaandam to meet an artist friend. We went to a bar then we ordered beer, wine, and betterballen. We moved another bar then we continued drinking around midnight. I talked about the depreciation of JPY and Bitcoin. We said good bye at the station but I took an incorrect train. I lost the way to come back home so I had to take an hostel. The hostel was uncomfortable. Other customers' snoring was noisy. In the end, I only had five or six bitterballen for the entire day. I fell asleep around 2am.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
